When my parents were separated, my dad sent me a bunch of smurfs. As a result, I’ve always found joy in the little blue guys. Recently Porter and I went hunting for morel mushrooms with our friend Natalie and the terms trippin’ and shroomin’ took on new meanings. It was fun to imagine my childhood pals running for cover as we picked through their habitat.

Thanks to Natalie for showing me the ropes, the way they grow, WHERE they grow (I’ll never tell). We had a wonderful time- what a great way to celebrate the end of spring! Later, Justin benefited too — with dinner!

Fresh morels with leeks, parmesan, whipping cream and garlic on top of, you guessed it, asparagus! Last year, I would have never guessed that the reason morels are often paired with leeks, asparagus and eggs is because they all share the same season! Duh!